Francis Bruguière, [Light Abstraction], c. 1927
Toned gelatin silver print, 23 × 18.4 cm
Image Courtesy of the Getty’s Open Content Program
There is a train passing
the meat packing plant.
There is a train passing the forge.
Some of us are at that age
where we worry more
about the number of trains
than we do true love.
It might be misleading if I said
that a train is passing fire,
but there is candlelight
from vigils and birthday cakes
along the way.
There are people in red pants
pursuing new passions.
Years ago, a train passed
oyster venders who would then set
their watches.
The time of day is a small gift,
but a gift none-the-less.